Wife is a Lawyer

Chapter 1231 - Give him a chance

She had her doubts.

Now it seems to be true.

It's a pity, but what can be changed by knowing now?

She is already an invalid, without her legs, is all she has and can not turn the tide.

"Heh."

Flora leaned against the bed, looking down at her hands, her pale, colorless lips pulled out an arc, "To

take or not to take off the engagement, does it matter to me."

A hoarse, low voice.

Even the tone of voice can give people an extremely disheveled feeling.

See this scene, Jenkins only feel like a knife in the heart.

"I know I've wronged you, if I hadn't said those things to you that day at the engagement, you wouldn't

be like this. flora, give me a chance to make up for it by letting me take care of you for a while, okay?"

He begged humbly.

Jenkins truly feels for this girl.

In the past, she was the jewel of the Henderson Family and was a dazzling presence everywhere she

went.

Now because of a car accident, broke a leg, ruined her life, so that she is like an angel with broken

wings fell to earth, feel the suffering of the world, all the pain can only be borne by her alone.

"No!"

Flora refused outright.

In the past, if she had heard Jenkins say that, she could have jumped up and down with excitement.

But the present is not what it used to be, even though it was only a short period of time, but also things

are different.

She doesn't deserve it.

More than that, she felt that this so-called 'concern' was too ironic and made her feel that Jenkins was

just pitying her, a pathetic person.

The heart's aggression and pain can only be hidden in the bottom of the heart, but also to pretend to be

a strong, but fearless calm.

"For you to take care of me so you can ease the guilt in your heart? On what grounds?"

She laughed.

A waist-length hair casually hanging at the side of the body, perhaps malnutrition, before the black

smooth as a waterfall of long hair is actually some yellow hair fork, lining her palm-sized pale face more

haggard and sickly weakness.

"Even if I lose my leg now, I still have people lining up to serve me. Who are you, Jenkins, to ask you to

take care of me? Or do you think the Henderson Family is too poor to hire a caregiver?"

Her words were mean.

The only way to cover up the heart's helplessness and pity is to be snarky.

Only the strong natured Flora does not want to be seen by Jenkins.

"I understand what you're saying. I know the Henderson Family is a big family, and I know there are a

lot of people rushing to take care of you, and I know that I, Jenkins, count for nothing. But I ......"

The words came out of his mouth and he swallowed them back.

After a short silence, he said: "I have contacted the best foreign institutions, let them come over to give

you custom-made prosthetic limbs, and then carry out the adaptation period of training. In a short time,

you will be able to walk like a normal person. There will be no impact."

"Yo, you're concerned about me?"

Flora gave a sarcastic laugh.

"I just don't want to see you spend your youth like this. You're still young, and there's a better future

waiting for you, I ......"

"Stop!"

Not waiting for Jenkins to finish, Flora shouted directly to stop, interrupting his words.

"Stop pretending in front of me, it's disgusting to look at."

She shook her head, "Isn't it that you want to redeem yourself, isn't it that you're afraid that you'll feel

guilty and blame yourself for Raylan's dream of me becoming an invalid. I'll give you a chance to take

care of me by my side, I'd like to see how many days that self-proclaimed noble boss Mu can last."

Flora understands Jenkins.

Knowing that he is a single-minded man, once he determines something he must stick to the end.

She wanted to kick him out.

But with no legs, she couldn't even get out of bed and stand up, so how could she drive him away?

In that case, it is better to think of other ways.

"Really?"

Jenkins' eyes lit up with inner ecstasy. This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

"Feed me, eat."

Instead of answering Jenkins' question directly, Flora pointed to the bowl of clear porridge on the table

and ordered.

This is the most she has spoken since her car accident.

"Well, good."

When she finally said yes, Jenkins immediately picked up the bowl of porridge on the table, scooped it

up with a spoon, put it to his mouth and blew on it, and handed it to Flora, "Here, open your mouth."

Like coaxing a child, the tone of voice is gentle to the extreme.

Flora's heart was warmed to feel the care and affection of the man she loved.

That warmth and the latest gloomy lost emotions to form a strong contrast, almost did not let her tense

crying nose.

In the end, he could only blink his eyes, fade the tears in his eyes, and brace himself to eat a mouthful

of clear porridge.

Flora made an exception today.

From the car accident broke a lot of words after the break, broke the initiative to eat.

Clear porridge was fed to her mouth, she took a bite and couldn't help but spit it out, "Yuck, what

porridge, it's so bad, I don't want to eat it."

Bok choy and shrimp congee.

Her old favorite porridge.

"Not good?"

Jenkins saw her frowning and spitting out the clear porridge in one gulp, so he said, "Fine, fine, if you

don't eat, you don't eat. What do you want to eat, I'll go get it for you."

"I want to eat the spicy hotpot at Emilio's Little South Gate."

She used to go to school and her favorite thing to eat was this.

"Now?"

"Hmm."

"Okay, wait for me, I'll get it for you now."

Jenkins didn't think much of it, put the bowl down, asked Flora for the address once more, recorded it

on her phone, and then left the ward and ran out.

Growing up in Waverly, Jenkins was well aware of the distance from the hospital to the Emilio district,

but he still went without any qualms.

As he left the ward, he closed the door.

Flora's eyes flushed fiercely, tears spilled out of her eyes, and she immediately looked out the window,

not wanting anyone to see her tenderness.